Looking For Logic In All The Wrong Places
EARLIER THIS MONTH OUR CAR WAS STOLEN. Not by Bonnie and Clyde or Don Corleone, or even Bernie Madoff, but by a couple of ##$@&^’s with the inability to decide what they actually wanted to steal.
When our car was found, about thirty minutes after I reported it to the Police, a bunch of stuff was taken from the car – and a bunch of somebody else’s stuff was left behind. It’s like our car was taken by pack rats.
Fast Forward to yesterday evening.